A couple years ago my wife started stripping for me and really gotten into playing the role. She had me make a CD of stripper songs and she has put a good deal of effort into her outfits. She has several complete outfits, a school girl, a librarian, a slutty biker girl and a construction working chic just to name a few.
This provided a great boost to our sex life. Whenever I get home on Friday, if the kids are gone to my in-laws, I can pretty much bet on getting a show that evening. It normally starts out with her just stripping, but usually I can "buy" blow jobs and sex for the right price too.
One day I showed her the results of an online survey about female sexual fantasies. I wasn't surprised by many of the ones she agreed with, but I was surprised to learn she often fantasized about actually being a stripper. I told her I knew she enjoyed stripping for me, but I was shocked she fantasized about it too.
She said she doesn't ever fantasize about dancing in a club though, but instead it is always just small private parties with only a few guys. She says the fantasies never go further than stripping, but she says it makes her really horny to think about the men tipping her to show more of her body and them trying to touch her in places that only I have ever touched her.
I asked her if she ever lets them touch her in those places in her fantasies and she gave me that wicked smile and said, "Depends on the tip." She said when she has this fantasy, she has to do her routine for me soon after, or the fantasy starts to get more intense and happens more often until she can barely get it out of her mind.
A few months later, I surprised her with a long weekend vacation to Vegas and I told her I was taking care of everything including her packing. I packed all our regular clothes in one large suitcase and packed a smaller duffle bag with three stripper outfits complete with accessories. My intention was to get her to meet me in the hotel bar one night dressed in one of her outfits so I could "hire" her. I thought that would add another element to the fantasy and since it is Vegas there are working girls everywhere, so she wouldn't really stick out.
When we got all settled in our suite, I told her my plan and said maybe the second night would work. I could tell she was nervous about it, but also somewhat excited about it too.
About 9:00 on the second night I headed to the bar and grabbed a stool right in the center of the bar and ordered a drink. As if on queue, my phone beeped 30 minutes later, it was her text, "Sarah is on the way..." Sarah is one of the names she uses when she performs at home.
Just then three guys I spent the entire day with on the tables walked up and one of them, Ed commented about some hot chic coming towards us. I looked up and my eyes almost popped out of my head as Sam was heading in our direction. She looked absolutely amazing in her librarian outfit; I got a hard-on almost instantly.
She introduced herself, as Sarah, to me, Ed, Gary and Jay. She had a relaxed and confident look on her face. It didn't even seem to faze her that these other guys were there and she went into the whole deal about being a stripper. Next thing I know Gary started talking about how they were in town because Ed was getting married the following weekend, but they were too scared to go to any strip clubs because they were teachers and didn't want to take a chance of something happening that could affect their careers.
Sam flashed me a look like I set her up, then just smiled and said that if we wanted to pay the fee, we could go up to one of our rooms for a private dance party right then.
Gary asked how much and without much thought, she fired back $500 for five songs PLUS TIPS.
I think she thought she priced it too high, but she had no clue the four of us each walked away with several thousand dollars earlier that day. You should have seen her face when Gary said they were in and then he asked if I wanted to join them.
I said I would join them and told them since I have a suite, so we should do it in my room. We agreed to meet back there in 30 minutes.
On the way to the room, I told Sam I couldn't believe she just agreed to strip for these strange men. She just looked at me and said, "Don't give me that shit; you set this whole thing up..."
I assured her I didn't plan for this at all.
When we got to our room and she asked me again if I wanted her to do it. When I didn't answer, she grabbed my crotch and found my hard on. Then she said "oh my, I guess you do want me to do it. I guess you like the idea of your wife performing like a stripper!" Then she said, "I hope you enjoy this, because I sure am going to!"
I told her to go into the bathroom and I would get the room ready. I made her a drink quick and started moving the chairs around in a circle in the middle of the living room area with the big wooden coffee table in the middle. I grabbed the CD and put it in the player and dimmed the lights.
A few minutes later, there was a knock on the door.
I let the guys in and showed them to the chairs and then I went over and knocked on the bathroom door before taking my seat.